A dragon has a reverse scale; touch it, and you will die.
The Golden Dragon Lance's reverse scale was the essence it had painstakingly siphoned from its enemies, drop by drop, as a miserable working lance.
Other than the master it acknowledged being able to draw out that essence, anyone else who tried would incur its Wrath of Thunder!
The moment those dozens of Devouring Gold Threads exerted force and extracted several drops of essence from within the Golden Dragon Lance, the dragon-shaped dark patterns on the lance instantly began to gleam.
The terrifying process of draining life force reversed in an instant. Vast amounts of life essence continuously surged through those dozens of Devouring Gold Threads and into the Golden Dragon Lance.
"His——"
Huo Yuhao's ears twitched slightly. He seemed to hear a low, miserable hiss, much like the cry of a spider or similar insect suffering a devastating blow.
But when he listened carefully again, the sound had already vanished.
Huo Yuhao frowned slightly. This was the drawback of fighting deep underground. In such an environment, sight, hearing, and smell were all severely weakened, nearly losing their original function.
If not for Mental Detection, fighting deep underground would have been little different from being a cripple with all five senses destroyed.
Wait, the five senses?
A thought struck Huo Yuhao. It was an indisputable fact that sight, hearing, and smell were weakened underground. As for taste, it was even more useless in this environment.
But what about touch?
Huo Yuhao's heart stirred. He did not believe that Soul Beasts living beneath the earth, such as Thousand Jun Ants and Underground Demon Spiders, also possessed Soul Skills like Mental Detection.
If they did not possess such a Soul Skill yet could move through the depths underground as easily as